I miss Lydia.
I miss her desperately.
So much so that it's physically painful. I can't take it. It's a suffocating kind of pain. One that makes me feel like I'm drowning, yet life is just going on.
How can the sun rise and set without Lydia in my life? How can time just keep going on when I feel so stuck? Why am I just carrying on like this? Like a shell of a person...
I can only hope that Lydia has gotten over me. She never knew we were mates. That means that she shouldn't feel this way. No distance pains, no betrayal pains, no pains at all.
I hope Lydia is living a good life. Even if she hates me. I hope that she spends most of her days smiling. Gods, what I wouldn't give to see that smile again.
I thought time would heal my mood more. I thought that it would get easier to stay aw
